The spouse and I drove from Hermiston to Lincoln City. On the trip down to the coast Paul pointed out items of interest that he spotted as we drove down the freeway. He seemed to think that I should be responsible for the right hand side of the roadway. Once you start looking, it is surprising how many cooler lids and hubcaps you can see. I am not, however, a very good spotter. I am easily distracted by more interesting sights...well, actually by almost anything.
On the trip back to Hermiston I mentioned to the spouse that he needed to actually find a hubcap and pick it up so I could get a picture of him for the blog. No sooner were the words out of my mouth, he jammed on the brakes.
"There's one" he shrieked.
He pulled the pickup over to the side of the road and jumped out of the cab.
"Hold it up so I can take a picture" I yelled at him, "...and don't get hit by a car."
The picture at the top of the page is a hubcap in its natural state at the side of the road...and below is the spouse in action.
Several years ago we went to the Crater of Diamonds State Park in Arkansas. The spouse didn't find even one tiny diamond. I guess his powers are strictly limited to highways. Darn!
We had a fun trip and are richer by one hubcap. Life is good.
5 comments:
Ah, 'tis a fine day when one finds a hubcap from a Buick.
Not to mention it looks almost pristine. Now that might actually be worth a few bucks to somebody.
I guess it makes a drive go by faster!!! You should open one of those hub cab places with your husband's special skills!
Don't knock hub cap collecting, it could be a good retirement business. It sounds like fun, except when it comes to storing them. Hope you have the space!
Your husband and mine should drive together. They sound like a pair!
Too bad they can't find diamonds, eh?
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